Daily Reflection with Fr. Tomas Del Valle-Reyes



Dear Friends: Praying is not easy. Our daily routine calls for our full attention. And the world around us puts little value on prayer; our lives are full of material things but at the same time are getting emptier in God’s value.

For this reason, I will post a daily reflection and as you visit this site may the Holy Spirit within you come to your aid and guide you gently to the God who loves you
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Monday, December 30, 2013

Just Mustard Seed??

Just a mustard seed, you said
just a mustard seed of faith to remove
the mountain of doubts and difficulties
which beset our often frail existence.
We readily confess, Lord Jesus
that there are times when we reach out
seemingly in vain for that mustard seed.
And yet, if we did but think for a moment
in that very act of reaching out we reveal the presence
of the very seed that we seek.
Lord Jesus we have faith in your power to heal
but lack the self-confidence to ask.
We have faith in your ability to mend broken hearts
but lack the experience in our own lives.
We have faith in your power to bring wholeness
into lives that are incomplete
but hesitate to trouble you with our prayers.
We are like children, Lord Jesus standing here in awe of your power and love
afraid to ask that which we know is possible because we are afraid
of the consequences of our asking.
Lord Jesus, accept the mustard seed that we hold out to you, hearts outstretched.
Take it and the prayers that we offer and grant us the grace to accept
that our prayers are heard and answered at the moment of asking
by a God who knows our own incompleteness and is working to make us whole.

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Monday, December 23, 2013

A Small White Envelope

It’s just a small, white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription It has peeked through the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so.
It all began because my husband hated Christmas – oh, not the true meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it: overspending; the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for Uncle Harry and the dusting powder for Grandma; the gifts given in desperation because you couldn’t think of anything else.
Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual shirts, sweaters, ties and so forth. I reached for something special just for him. The inspiration came in an unusual way.
Our son, who was 12 that year, was wrestling at the junior level at the school he attended. And shortly before Christmas, there was a non-league match against a team sponsored by an inner-city church. These youngsters, dressed in sneakers so ragged that shoestrings seemed to be the only thing holding them together, presented a sharp contrast to our boys in their spiffy blue and gold uniforms and sparkling new wrestling shoes. As the match began, I was alarmed to see that the other team was wrestling without headgear, a kind of light helmet designed to protect a wrestler’s earsIt was a luxury the ragtag team obviously could not afford. Well, we ended up walloping them. We took every weight class. And as each of their boys got up from the mat, he swaggered around in his tatters with false bravado, a kind of street pride that couldn’t acknowledge defeat.
My husband, seated beside me, shook his head sadly, “I wish just one of them could have won,” he said. “They have a lot of potential, but losing like this could take the heart right out of them.”He loved kids – all kids – and he knew them, having coached little league, football, baseball and lacrosse. That’s when the idea for his present came.
That afternoon, I went to a local sporting goods store and bought an assortment of wrestling headgear and shoes and sent them anonymously to the inner-city church. On Christmas Eve, I placed the envelope on the tree, the note inside telling my husband what I had done and that this was his gift from me. His smile was the brightest thing about Christmas that year and in succeeding years. For each Christmas, I followed the tradition – one year sending a group of mentally handicapped youngsters to a hockey game, another year a check to a pair of elderly brothers whose home had burned to the ground the week before Christmas, and on and one.
The envelope became the highlight of our Christmas. It was always the last thing opened on Christmas morning and our children, ignoring their new toys, would stand with wide-eyed anticipation as their dad lifted the envelope from the tree to reveal its contents.
As the children grew, the toys gave way to more practical presents, but the envelope never lost its allure. The story doesn’t end there.
You see, we lost my husband last year due to dreaded cancer. When Christmas rolled around, I was still so wrapped in grief that I barely got the tree up. But Christmas Eve found me placing an envelope on the tree, and in the morning, it was joined by three more. Each of our children, unbeknownst to the others, had placed an envelope on the tree for their dad. The tradition has grown and someday will expand even further with our grandchildren standing around the tree with wide-eyes anticipation watching as their fathers take down the envelope.
my husband's spirit, like the Christmas spirit, will always be with us.

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Monday, December 16, 2013

Psalm 107:19-21

Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and he saved them from their distress; he sent out his word and healed them, and delivered them from destruction. Let them thank the Lord for his steadfast love, for his wonderful works to humankind.

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Monday, December 9, 2013

Have you Thank God Today?

If you woke up this morning
with more health than illness,
you are more blessed than the
million who won't survive the week.

If you have never experienced
the danger of battle,
the loneliness of imprisonment,
the agony of torture or
the pangs of starvation,
you are ahead of 20 million people
around the world.


If you attend a church meeting
without fear of harassment,
arrest, torture, or death,
you are more blessed than almost
three billion people in the world.

If you have food in your refrigerator,
clothes on your back, a roof over
your head and a place to sleep,
you are richer than 75% of this world.
If you have money in the bank,
in your wallet, and spare change
in a dish someplace, you are among
the top 8% of the world's wealthy.

If your parents are still married and alive,
you are very rare,
especially in the United States
.
If you hold up your head with a smile
on your face and are truly thankful,
you are blessed because the majority can,
but most do not.
If you can hold someone's hand, hug them
or even touch them on the shoulder,

you are blessed because you can
offer God's healing touch.

If you can read this message,you are more blessed than over
two billion people in the world
that cannot read anything at all.

You are so blessed in ways
you may never even know.

This blessing will only keep working if it is continuously passed around. If you are a recipient of a blessing, keep the blessing working by being the source of blessing to other people.


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Monday, December 2, 2013

THE DOLL AND
THE WHITE ROSE

I hurried into the local department store to grab some last minute Christmas gifts. I looked at all the people and grumbled to myself. I would be in here forever and I just had so much to do. Christmas was beginning to become such a drag. I kinda wished that I could just sleep through Christmas. But I hurried the best I could through all the people to the toy department.
Once again I kind of mumbled to myself at the prices of all these toys and wondered if the grandkids would even play with them. I found myself in the doll aisle. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a little boy about 5 holding a lovely doll. He kept touching her hair and he held her so gently. I could not seem to help myself. I just kept looking over at the little boy and wondered who the doll was for.I watched him turn to a woman and he called his aunt by name and said, "Are you sure I don't have enough money?" She replied a bit impatiently, "You know that you don't have enough money for it." The aunt told the little boy not to go anywhere, that she had to go get some other things, and would be back in a few minutes. And then she left the aisle. The boy continued to hold the doll.
After a bit, I asked the boy who the doll was for. He said, "It's the doll my sister wanted so badly for Christmas. She just knew that Santa would bring it." I told him that maybe Santa was going to bring it. He said, "No, Santa can't go where my sister is. I have to give the doll to my Mamma to take to her."I asked him where his sister was. He looked at me with the saddest eyes and said, "She was gone to be with Jesus. My Daddy says that Mamma is going to have to go be with her."My heart nearly stopped beating.
Then the boy looked at me again and said, "I told my Daddy to tell Mamma not to go yet. I told him to tell her to wait till I got back from the store." Then he asked me if I wanted to see his picture. I told him I would love to. He pulled out some pictures he'd had taken at the front of the store. He said, "I want my Mamma to take this with her so she don't ever forget me. I love my Mamma so very much and I wish she did not have to leave me, but Daddy says she will need to be with my sister."I saw that the little boy had lowered his head and had grown so very quiet. While he was not looking I reached into my purse and pulled out a handful of bills. I asked the little boy, "Shall we count that money one more time?" He grew excited and said, "Yes, I just know it has to be enough." So I slipped my money in with his and we began to count it.
Of course it was plenty for the doll. He softly said, "Thank you Jesus for giving me enough money." Then the boy said, "I just asked Jesus to give me enough money to buy this doll so Mamma can take it with her to give to my sister, and he heard my prayer. I wanted to ask him for enough to buy my Mamma a white rose, but I didn't ask him, but he gave me enough to buy the doll and a rose for my Mamma. She loves white roses so very, very much."
In a few minutes the aunt came back and I wheeled my cart away. I could not keep from thinking about the little boy as I finished my shopping in a totally different spirit than when I had started. And I kept remembering a story I had seen in the newspaper several days earlier about a drunk driver hitting a car and killing a little girl and the Mother was in serious condition. The family was deciding on whether to remove the life support. Now surely this little boy did not belong with that story.
Two days later, I read in the paper where the family had disconnected the life support and the young woman had died. I could not forget the little boy and just kept wondering if the two were somehow connected. Later that day, I could not help myself and I went out and bought some white roses and took them to the funeral home where the young woman was.
And there she was holding a lovely white rose, the beautiful doll, and the picture of the little boy in the store. I left there in tears, my life changed forever. The love that little boy had for his little sister and his mother was overwhelming. And in a split second a drunk driver had ripped the life of that little boy to pieces.

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Saturday, November 30, 2013

Thank you /Gracias

(Español abajo)
To each and every one of you I thank you so much for all your best wishes, prayers and birthday messages that I have received on  my 3 Facebook Accounts, 3 Sonico Accounts, 3 Plaxo Accounts, My Space, Youtube, Linkedin, Twitter, Hi5, PoDomatic, migente,  and regular emails
I was Overwhelmed with your messages and I am so deeply touched. I thank God for your friendship and for allowing me to reach your homes with my blogs,  reflections and prayers. 
I m blessed to have friends like you, my "Cyber Family".
I have read eac message and email , and I feel  so humble to have such a great FAMILY like you, my friends,
specially now, since I have my family far away in Spain, reading your messages made me feel less alone. Thank you and God bless you all.

GRACIAS:
Mil gracias a todos ustedes que me han enviado su felicitación y sus mejores deseos con motivo de mi cumpleaños, les agradezco profundamente su cariño, su apoyo y su respeto. Trate de dar respuesta uno a uno a todos ustedes, pero hasta el momento en que estoy redactando esta nota me es IMPOSIBLE, porque tengo  3 Facebooks, 3 Sonicos, 3 Plaxos, Hi5, MySpace, Linkedin, Youtube, Twitter, Podomatic, MiGente, y mis correos regulares
Solo les pido sus oraciones y gracias por permitirme llegar a  sus hogares por medio de mis reflexiones, columnas, oraciones etc.
Con sus saludos, cariño y respeto me demuestran cuan cierto es aquello que leemos en el evangelio: aquel que deja familia por anunciar el evangelio, recibirá ciento por uno ya en esta tierra.
Ustedes son mi familia, mis amigos, mi ciento por uno, y en este día que celebro un año más de mi vida han estado junto a mí. 
Gracias infinitas y que el buen Dios les recompense como ustedes se merecen. De Nuevo un gracias sincero y humilde.

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Thanksgiving Day Prayer

Lord, so often times, as any other day
When we sit down to our meal and pray

We hurry along and make fast the blessing
Thanks, amen. Now please pass the dressing

We're slaves to the olfactory overload
We must rush our prayer before the food gets cold

But Lord, I'd like to take a few minute more
To really give thanks to what I'm thankful for

For my family, my health, a nice soft bed
My friends, my freedom, a roof over my head

I'm thankful right now to be surrounded by those
Whose lives touch me more than they'll ever possibly know

Thankful Lord, that You've blessed me beyond measure
Thankful that in my heart lives life's greatest treasure

That You, dear Jesus, reside in that place
And I'm ever so grateful for Your unending grace

So please, heavenly Father, bless this food You've provided
And bless each and every person invited

Amen!

Father Tomas Del Valle-Reyes

Monday, October 21, 2013

Lord, Give me Courage

Almighty God, who gives strength to the weak and upholds those who might fall, give me courage to do what is right, for those that trust in you have no need to fear.
Make be brave to face any danger which may now threaten me. Give me the help that you have promised to those who ask it, that I may overcome my fears and go bravely forward.

Fill me with courage, that nothing which is my duty to do, may be too hard for me. Let me put my trust in your power and goodness.

Thank you my Lord.

Amen.

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Monday, September 30, 2013

Biblingual Mass Next October 4, 2013

Dear Friends, Last Saturday, September
7, I went to Jail to celebrate mass and hear confession, and to my surprise, I have received several complaints from the English Speaking Inmates. 
And they are right, absolutely right, since on Friday September 6, at St. Columba Parish, we had our First Mass to pray their Friends and Families and all were welcome to participate, but mass was said only in Spanish. 
It totally slipped out of my mind, and yes, Deacon Granda and I, we do have and also serve the English Speaking inmates to whom we bring bibles and other reading materials.
My greatest apologies to them and their Families, but our next mass in October 4, at 7 Pm will be bilingual, this way, we will not be excluding anyone that wants to come and pray with us for our “Friends who are behind bars”. 
 Fr. Tomas
Queridos amigos
El sábado 7, como todos los sábados, fui a la cárcel para celebrar la santa misa y brindar el sacramento de la confesión para aquellos que lo solicitan. 
Para mi sorpresa recibí bastantes quejas de encarcelados de habla inglesa. 
Y, a no dudarlo, eran ciertas sus quejas.
El viernes 6 en la Parroquia de San Columba tuvimos nuestra misa de primer viernes, la cual por primera vez tenía una intención especial: rezar por nuestros hermanos presos y por sus familias. 
Pero, cometimos el error de celebrarla y anunciarla tan solo en español. Se nos olvidó tanto al diácono Miguel Granda como a mí que también nuestros hermanos presos de habla inglesa sufren y tienen familia que, igualmente, sufre. 
 Les presento mis más sinceras disculpas y les prometo que, de ahora en adelante, las misas de los primeros viernes en la Parroquia de San Columba serán bilingües y tendrán una intención especial: los presos y sus familiares. El próximo primer viernes es el 4 de octubre, festividad de San Francisco, y a las 7 de la tarde nos reuniremos para orar juntos, compartir juntos, sanarnos juntos y rogar al Señor por nuestros hermanos privados de libertad y sus seres queridos. 
Les espero. 
Padre Tomas

Friday, July 19, 2013

FROM ROME TO RIO

Column of Rev. Fr. Tomas Del Valle-Reyes July 21, 2013

Rome for many centuries was known as the “Caput Mundi” the Head of the World. In many aspects still is the Head of the World.  However, for Catholics it is the city from where their lives still rule.
In a few days, The Bishop of Rome will meet with about two millions of young men and women whom are planning to have their spiritual Woodstock.   For this reason, His Holiness is planning a trip to a country that is almost at end of the world, but familiar to him, since he practically lived nearby.
These large gatherings are not new. If we remember well, in 1975 Pope Paul the VI, asked the Church to let their young parishioners to take part of the International Christian Reconciliation March.
 In 1984 the Cardinal Pironio, following orders of Pope John Paul II, convoked Year of the Redemption, inviting the youth from all over the world to meet in Rome.
 In 1986, having Rome as its host city, we had The First World Youth. And ever since, there have been 27 World Youths meetings called by the Pope in different cities around the World. We need to cite Manila, so far was the largest with 5 million.
                        In the next few days will be the 28th World Youth Encounter in city of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.  The called for this year World Youth was done by Benedict Xvi and will be preside by Pope Francis.
 This World Youth, we may say, that it was drafted in Europe, but America will live and feel the joy for an entire week; America, the Continent of Hope, as our late Pope Paul VI, used to say every time he was referred to this continent. Benedict the XVI wrote a very special message for this Meeting: The Church count with all of you. All of you are the first missionaries, you who are to receive the torch from the hands of your elders and to live in the world at the period of the most gigantic transformations ever realized in its history. It is you who receiving the best of the example of the teaching of your parents and your teachers, are to form the society of tomorrow.
            The Church that Pope Francis is going to find in America is a Church that has not lost its original flavor. The Church was born over five hundred years ago with the only purpose to be a missionary, prophetic and humble servant of the Gospel for all. Great developments were done since then, building universities, schools, hospitals, temples, and new cities.
That same spirit is still alive and waiting for new challenges with stronger forces to continue the work on their communities and that is the Church that Pope Francis is going to meet.
These Young men and women that will not hesitate to filled out the streets to demand respect for human rights and dignity for all kinds, a young generation that protests because feels  that is not important the construction of football soccer stadiums than houses for decent living. Young people that protest because they are expending millions of dollars in preparations for Francis’s visit.  Young generations that back in 1968, demanded the impossible.
Francis will Summit his Christian message of liberation from all that disrupts to live with dignity and respect. But most of all, he will send a message of life and hope,  He will be challenging to these young men and women to be witness and followers of marginal Jew, who felt a the taste of poverty, exile, incomprehension, violence of death for not accepting the extort ions and accommodations he was offered.   The message is simple and revolutionary, however, very simple to all of us, to respect,  accept and love our neighbor who is hungry, the immigrant, the person who is not important and will not  count for society, or does not have a place to live.
  The other world, the world that builds highways, soccer stadiums, destroys the slums houses, contaminates the air, and such, do not see Pope Francis and the Youth with sympathy nor love. They see them as dangerous and able to change history .

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Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Fr Tomas and SS Francisco en Rome

Rev. Father Tomas Del Valle-Reyes with His Holiness Francisco I at St. Martha's House (Rome)